The Conundrum

Confusion is the secret ingredient that keeps life interesting. An expert is a man who tells you a simple thing in a confused way in such a fashion as to make you think the confusion is your own fault. Sometimes a catastrophe is simply a course correction. 

I came, I saw, I forgot what I was doing. I can remember song lyrics from 2005 but I can’t seem to remember why I just walked into my kitchen. Sleeping could easily be my superpower. If not for my arch-nemesis, having to pee. Everyone, except parents knows how to raise kids. 

Confused people are better than people who have drawn conclusions, because people who have drawn conclusions go at it with full gusto. Confused people hesitate to fight. I like confused people. The more confused, the more the fun for me. Idiots are needed for variety.

Why is it acceptable for you to be an idiot, but not acceptable for me to point it out? Mom says you should always wear clean undies in case you have an accident. But if you had an accident, they won’t be clean. I’m not confused. I’m just well mixed. 

Uncertainty is the most stressful thing. Parents, why is it so hard to put someone that is already sleepy to sleep? It is a disturbing conundrum that true free will cannot exist without the possibility of suicide. Then again, it ain’t over until it’s over. Gotta make sure next time.

Six great confusions still unresolved. At the movie theater, which armrest is yours? In the word scent, is “S” silent or “C”? If people evolved from monkeys, why are monkeys still around. Why is there a “D” in fridge and not refrigerator. Why is there a “K” in knife?

Genuinely, who knew what time it was when the first clock was made?

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